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Razan, with practiced ease, commanded the mummified bird to descend towards a certain spot within the internal volcano's crater.
Enduring the suffocating volcanic gases, which contained large amounts of sulfides, carbon dioxide, and hydrogen fluoride and its highly toxic derivatives, all evaporating from the magma, as well as the scorching heat of nearly a thousand degrees Celsius...
Razan ordered her mount to stop on an artificially excavated platform, then continuously used her divine power to protect Necrodamus from being roasted into a charred crisp by the high temperature.
The two followed the simple, artificially carved steps down to a forging platform located beside the core magma pool.
Ding-ding-dong—
Ding-ding-dong—
Beside that magma pool, which resembled a fiery hell, a 'Dwarf' about 5 meters tall, with bulging muscles, a rugged appearance, a large bald head, and the long braided beard characteristic of Norsemen, was diligently hammering metal on a goat-head-shaped anvil with a special magic obsidian forging hammer!
With each strike of the obsidian forging hammer, a shower of scorching sparks erupted from the anvil.
And those hot iron filings, radiating intense heat like bullets, caused no harm whatsoever when they struck the exposed skin of this 'Dwarf' blacksmith.
Not only that, even the magma from the pool, which was hot enough to instantly melt steel, left him completely unharmed when it splashed onto him.
This was because this 'Dwarf' blacksmith was actually from Nidavellir, the Dwarf kingdom among the Nine Realms.
Although their height was not 'Dwarf-like' at all.
Even the king of Nidavellir was called the Dwarf King!
And the 'Dwarf' blacksmiths born in this kingdom not only possessed superb forging skills but also had the strongest Fire resistance among the Nine Realms!
So, let alone magma on the surface, even if they were directly sent into the Earth's core, there would be no problem for a short period.
"Ragnar, I have an urgent task. I need you to forge all these silver coins into bullets as soon as possible... If everything goes smoothly, it won't be long before it's your turn to use them to forge that true 'Divine Artifact'!!"
Even with Razan's divine power protecting him, Necrodamus still felt unbearably hot. He glanced at the harsh environment around them and couldn't help but complain:
"Although I've never been to Nidavellir, it's clear from your relaxed demeanor that the climate there can't be much better than inside this active volcano, can it?"
"Fool."
The Dwarf blacksmith named Ragnar mocked, without looking up: "Even if I was exiled to Earth by the Dwarf King for illegally forging forbidden items, in my heart, Nidavellir is still my homeland, so if you want my help, quickly put away your arrogant face!"
"And, I've already told you before, everything I forge is made of magically imbued metal. Ordinary flames simply cannot complete the tempering. Only this magma, tainted with the Earth's core energy, can be used to forge the shapes I desire."
Although Necrodamus's face showed a hint of displeasure, who could blame him when this Dwarf blacksmith was currently the only one on Earth who could freely change the shape of those sin silver without destroying the powerful energy contained within them!
So, when it was time to humble himself, he had to, otherwise, his own interests would be harmed in the end.
"Oh, my dear old friend, please allow me to retract those offensive words just now. As compensation, next time I will have Razan bring you more sparkling gems and those magically imbued metals."
"But for now, you must put aside your other work and prioritize processing these silver coins for me."
As he spoke, Necrodamus had Razan hand over the small wooden box containing twenty-nine silver coins.
Clearly, this small wooden box was also extraordinary, otherwise, at this temperature, it would have probably spontaneously combusted into ashes long ago.
"Hehe, it seems the forbidden weapon I made is working. This means my previous efforts weren't in vain."
Ragnar grinned strangely, put down his forging hammer, took the small wooden box from Razan, opened it, and then frowned unhappily, asking:
"Hmm? Why are there only twenty-nine? What about the one that was made into a silver bullet before?"
"Oh, my dear friend, please don't worry about the missing one for now. My people will find it back soon."
Necrodamus waved his hand nonchalantly, then said with burning eyes:
"But indeed, as you said, the bullet you forged successfully expelled the 'Angel's Power' from an Angel's agent.
So now I can't wait to see what kind of power these bullets will unleash when they are used on a true Angel?!"
Necrodamus was not afraid that Ragnar would leak his plan.
Because from the moment that silver bullet, forged by Ragnar, successfully banished the 'Angel's Power' from Sister Grady, the two of them were already bound together.
"Hmph!"
Ragnar snorted two streams of turbid air from his bulbous nose, reached out, and grabbed a gray-black graphite crucible, specially reinforced with magical runes, from beside the forging platform.
Then he scooped some magma liquid from the magma pool, poured all twenty-nine silver coins into it, and while stirring the magma liquid with his finger, he lectured disdainfully:
"Necrodamus, it seems you don't understand the essence of these silver coins...
The reason these silver coins are effective against power from Heaven is because they have already merged with Judas's wicked soul and the curse of vengeance.
Each time an Angel is killed, the power they contain grows stronger... However, if you want them to unleash their maximum power, you must ensure they are complete and together."
"But now, due to a missing piece, their inherent power is no longer complete, so the power they can exert is very limited."
"Don't say I didn't warn you, if you really want me to forge a forbidden weapon capable of 'God-slaying' for you next, you must first gather all the silver coins..."
"Alright, you can go back now. Have your obedient dog come back for these silver bullets by tomorrow noon!!"
"You scoundrel Dwarf."
Seeing that the other party dared to insult her, Razan drew the long-handled battle-axe from behind her and roared furiously:
"You probably don't know who you're talking to! I am Razan, the Night Jackal, daughter of Osiris, the Underworld King, a Demigod! Dare to insult me again, and I'll cut out your tongue!!"
However.
Ragnar, on the other side, had already entered 'full concentration' blacksmithing mode, completely ignoring her protest.
"Forget it, Razan."
Necrodamus said indifferently: "Don't get angry with that simple-minded blacksmith. You'll be busy all night long..."
"If all goes well, I'd like to demonstrate our achievements to our esteemed clients from hell tomorrow afternoon."
Razan's lips trembled with anger, but she finally lowered her head helplessly, "As you command... Sir!"
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Egypt.
Giza Plateau.
Inside Khufu Pyramid.
A special trial of a 'God' was about to begin.
Khonshu (also translated as Khonshu), the Moon God, had previously attracted the attention of the New Nine Pillars Gods for illegally using divine power to summon an eclipse.
Therefore, under the summons of the gods, he had no choice but to send his agent, Mark Spector, the Moon Knight, to this place to stand trial.
Walking through a dark and profound passage, Mark Spector successfully arrived at the tomb chamber where the God Pillar God Council was being held.
He was immediately greeted by nine huge stone sculptures with various animal heads and human bodies. They were the original nine gods of Heliopolis—the Nine Pillars Gods.
Their members were:
Ra, the Sun God,
Shu, the God of Wind and Air,
Tefnut, the God of Rain and Moisture,
Geb, the God of Earth,
Nut, the God of Sky,
Osiris, the God of the Underworld and Agriculture,
Isis, the God of Life, magic, Marriage, and Fertility,
Set, the God of War, Desert, and Storms,
Nephthys, the Guardian God of Houses and the Dead.
And below these nine giant divine statues, there were also nine smaller divine statues, human-sized, representing the New Nine Pillars Gods after the 'transition of power'.
Their members were:
Osiris, the God of the Underworld and Agriculture,
Isis, the God of Life, magic, Marriage, and Fertility,
Horus, the God of Vengeance,
Hathor, the God of Love and Beauty,
Tefnut, the God of Rain and Moisture,
Anubis, the God of Death,
Nut, the God of Sky,
Nephthys, the Guardian God of Houses and the Dead,
Sekhmet, the Lioness God.
(Note: The New Nine Pillars Gods are based on the Marvel series Moon Knight. The members of the traditional Egyptian Mythology's Nine Pillars Gods may differ, please do not take it too seriously.)
At this moment, the human agents of 5 of the gods had already taken their exclusive divine seats, and upon seeing Mark Spector's arrival, the trial immediately began!
"Attendees: Osiris..."
"Isis..."
"Horus..."
"Hathor..."
"Tefnut..."
"Today we have come here to hear Khonshu's statement!!"
With each voice, the corresponding divine will transcended dimensions and descended upon these human agents.
"Khonshu, your reckless actions almost caused us great trouble."
The agent of Osiris, the new ruler, his eyes flickering with dazzling divine light, questioned in a stern tone:
"I don't think you've forgotten why you were exiled from Celestial Heliopolis to Earth last time, have you?"
"Stop messing with your flashy masks and weapons all day, and engrave this into your crude and vulgar mind... If you dare to manipulate the sky of Egypt again, we will imprison you forever."
"Oh really, just like you did to the other gods who opposed you?"
Khonshu roared furiously through Mark Spector's mouth: "Osiris, stop trying to scare me with your self-righteous ways. The only reason I was exiled before was simply because I didn't want to abandon humanity..."
"Unlike you cowardly weaklings, I won't follow the rules set by that damn Hall of All Gods!"
Before Osiris could get angry, his son, the agent of Horus, the God of Vengeance, who was sitting to his right, spoke up to correct him:
"No, Khonshu, we have not abandoned humanity. Humanity has abandoned us. They have long since stopped believing in gods and instead follow those weak and frail so-called superheroes who always like to show off in public..."
"That's why we follow the resolution issued by the Hall of All Gods, no longer directly interacting with humans, but rather letting agents handle those mundane earthly matters, thereby avoiding unnecessary trouble for us."
In this regard, we are fundamentally different from those reckless fellows who have been sealed away.
"Hmph!"
Khonshu clearly did not agree with his words, sneering mockingly:
"You cowards are simply afraid that one day human power will surpass yours, and you always like to find a grand excuse for yourselves?"
And the truth is, it is precisely because of your antiquated notions that you have accelerated humanity's abandonment of faith and gods...
I think you wouldn't be unaware that the power an agent can bear is limited. Humanity needs true power from the gods!!"
What's more, if the Hall of All Gods' resolution was truly effective, then why did Odin Borrson, the ruler of Asgard, choose to refuse? Constantly sending his son, Thor, to interfere in the wars within the Nine Realms?
You self-righteous fools, quickly open your eyes and see this new World. Don't keep dwelling in past glories.
If this continues, our Heliopolis pantheon will inevitably accelerate towards demise..."
However.
Before he could finish speaking, the agent of Osiris, who was sitting in the main seat, suddenly stood up and rudely shouted:
"Silence, Khonshu! What happens to the Heliopolis pantheon in the future is not for you to say, but for me, the head of the Nine Pillars Gods, to say... I will repeat one last time: the sole purpose of agents is to observe without interference. This is a law that all divine races must jointly adhere to. We do not directly interfere in human affairs."
The agent of Nephthys, the Guardian God of Houses and the Dead, a Pirate woman dressed in colorful, primitive African tribal attire, also slowly spoke at this time:
"Khonshu, put away your arrogance. We will make the most just and appropriate decision... But before that, state your true purpose for violating the rules and summoning the eclipse."
Khonshu did not directly answer her question but roared with immense anger: "I demand the trial of Arthur Harrow, Amit's agent!!"